Mexico

I heard you were freaking out
And moving to California
They say it’s drying up
You know I tried to warn ya
Big dreams and money schemes
The salty taste of freedom
Hearts of stone and golden thrones
With no one there to bleed
I hear your song about me
On someone’s radio
You stop and think about me
When all your lights are low
If I’m going south, I’m going all the way to Mexico
You called my mother
To tell me you were leaving
She said hurry up
Or you’re just make believing
Hard times and lying eyes
Wash out all the beaches
Dial tones and telephones
No one left to reach ya
I hear your song about me
On someone’s radio
You stop and think about me
When all your lights are low
But if I’m going south, I’m going all the way to Mexico
You watch it spin in California
I’ll dance the new year in
'Cause then I’ll be driving down to Mexico
Until the highway ends
Until the highway ends